According to the transitive property, he has now had dick in his mouth.
He looked me straight in the eye when he was fingering me last night...it was very serial killer.
I don't remember. I remember laying in the trunk of a car. For hours.
PS- I just stirred my mimosa with a slice of bacon
I don't think my arm is broken I can still text
I don't know if I have the sustained energy level for partying hard
Not a choice. You are mistaking my comments as options. My statements are facts. This is what is happening.
I was running around taking people's drinks at the bar and just dumping it into my Gatorade bottle screaming roofies.
It was all going fine until I had to chug that strawberita bud light. That really ended badly.
BUT I think maybe Thursday in celebration of America we should probably tan and see how fast we can finish everything in the liquor cabinet.
I'm so hungover I can't taste anything
He must've been a bear in a previous life. My nipple is bleeding. Shit's sensitive.
Well then she has to know whoever you were kissing was in overalls because that's not a detail you just leave out.
I need a hoe opinion
go on
He was simultaneously rubbing my shoulders and fucking me. I'm keeping him.
Idk. The bad part of me thinks it's a good idea. The bad part is also the stupid part.
Randomize
